More pics of my glamorous mom
I'm amazed at how sophisticated women were at a young age back then. This was 1945, so mom was only 17!
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This one is my alltime favorite: I think she looks like a French movie star. And those LEGS!
These are how I like to remember her, not as she was when she got old. She used to say, looking in the mirror at 74, that she didn't recognize herself, because inside she still felt like the same person she was at 18.
My inner age that feels like "the real me" is 30-35. Old enough to not be young and stupid anymore, young enough to be young, full of energy, vibrant. Of course, I'm not that now, so it's wishful thinking. But I can almost taste it. . . .
Clicking on the images more than once makes them bigger/easier to see.
This one is my alltime favorite: I think she looks like a French movie star. And those LEGS!
These are how I like to remember her, not as she was when she got old. She used to say, looking in the mirror at 74, that she didn't recognize herself, because inside she still felt like the same person she was at 18.
My inner age that feels like "the real me" is 30-35. Old enough to not be young and stupid anymore, young enough to be young, full of energy, vibrant. Of course, I'm not that now, so it's wishful thinking. But I can almost taste it. . . .